OK, I confess that I don't have nothing for this post, so...

I'm going to improvise. I'm not gonna promise any good thing, but I'll try my best. Pray for me.

ER MAH GERD RANDOM PICTURE OF THE DAY... keep it on Stappy...

So, 5 years since the death of Michael Jackson. Yea, It's funny how every year people celebrate the anniverary of his death like it was his birthday or something like that. I'm not a fan of him, I mean, I recognize that he's was a very talented fella, but it wasn't for me.

His music style was never my type, I'm more into rock and roll from the 60s to 2000's so I never got the chance to learn about him like I did with other musicians.

But I still feel sorry for him. Not that much for his dead, but mostly for his last years in this world. So many things happened to him beetween the media coverage, the child molestaion accusations, the... plastic surgery that slowly dissolved his body into a lifeless skeleton that needed to die soon. The poor guy suffered so much in his last years, but at least he is in peace now. So that was for you Mikey.

And the other thing that I want point out is... Doug... wat r u doin... Doug... Stahp. Seriously Mr. Walker. What the hell happened to you. You started as a humble and funny internet reviewer with a lot of energy and creativity and now you're just a sellout.

I mean, Adventure Time Vlogs? Really? you want to cash on the fanbase of a show aimed at toddlers and is watched by grown men. That's low man, really, really low. And now you want to people to donate to a Indiegogo campain for an online game show, even though your website Thatguywiththeglasses.com is valued in almost 2 million dollars and generate $666,720 PER YEAR.

And the last Thing I want to Talk about beacuse I got run out of ideas is: What's the big deal with people and football. I'm sorry, I know I already talked about this but... Why you destroyed public property when your team wins a match?. That makes no sense whatsoever and yet people keeps doing it

Ah, good grief, it's the same circus NEARLY every 4 years and it keeps going on and on and on and I still don't get it. You're supposed to celebrate getting drunk and killing braincells instead of destroy thing that belongs to your beloved country you... EEEDIOT!!!

It's the most irrational thing that I've ever seen in my life. And I've seen a lot of stupid things happening before, but this... it takes the prize to the most embarassing behaviour in the history of public embarassment, what a waste.

And that's all for today. Good night, take care and... read a book or something.

Class#10: All Bad things must come to an end... and my English is certainly one one of them.

I admit it. My English kinda sucks, okay? I mean it's not like I can't understand the languaje at all, it's just... put it this way: If I had send to U.K or the United States or whatever, I would be totally totally lost and dead in a matter of hours. I can't communicate properly.

HODOR!!!

And now you ask me how is that possible if you're writing this entire post in english. Well my friend, the answer is simple. I don't have good pronunciation. I can differentiate the "Your" from the "You're" but I can't say those words without sound like a baby with his tongue bite.

Eeyup, my pronunciation is as good as a kindergartner trying to read a Shakespeare play. And considering that most of the movies and shows that I watch are in English, that's pretty bad. And again, I can understand the words and the sentences in the proper context. But it's still dificult to me talk the languaje like an english man.

But here's the funny thing. I can talk very fluid through impressions. I don't like to be an arrogant prick or anything like that, but I know how to imitate the voice of a lot of characters, I learn the sounds, I learn the accents and suddenly my english languaje gets better. It's the weirdest thing ever, I know that.

And I just don't know why... maybe is because it's because I got abetter understanding of the sounds of a languaje rather than their meaning. It's like when you hear a comedian doing an impression of the japanese languaje. I mean, it's very clear he doesn't know how to speak it, but he knows how it sounds, he understand the accent, the tone, the most common sounds and letters used and even some of the most used words like Gomenasai, Arigato, or whatever.

So... does that mean that my english has no future at all. probably not. Can I improve my skills in the future so I can speak the language like the common people and not through silly impressions. If your answer was yes... You're Goddamn Right.

Goodbye level 4. I'm going to miss you.

Class #9: Just when I thought I was out... They pull me back in...

The experience of studing in a university taught me a lot of things. But if had to choose the most important of all of them is: Never fail a single class or else you're gonna pay for it (literally)

Being a student of journalism, one of the most important things in my career is the ethics. If you're not an ethical person, you're screwed at least for one more year. Failed the ethics class toally stabbed me back in my second year in this university. Now I'm an ENTIRE year late because of that.

And the fact that my teacher is a total nazi when it come to evaluation doesn't help either. He constantly tries no make me feel like garbage and remind that he is a very influential person. Maybe he knows more than me, but that doesn't mean he is a good person or a guy who deserves respect from the new generations.

And if we talk about my personal life, I've barely seen my friends during this year, I still got no date (but I've never cared about that so it doesn't really matter), I've got sick from the stomach during the hazing party in my university, some of my favorite TV shows were cancelled (seriously NBC executives, are you mentally challenged or what?) and I discovered that my favorite internet reviewers is a sellout.

Does that means that my life is so bad that I'm going to kill myself in the future? hell no, I'm not a lousy emo kid. My life is not bad, just boring and tired. I don't know what to think or what to do, so I spend my entire recess time watching Felicity in my computer and listening Creed music. Yes, I've listened those guys, pray for me.

And if there has been some good stuff that has happened to me this semester, well... I went to one of my friends birthday party and I sang karaoke with my family because we were celebrating the baby shower of my aunt in law.

I hope next semester to be better than this one. But I can't tell if that is going to be true so... Yeah, that's my thoughs about this year. Take care.

Yay, The World Cup is about o start and… honestly I don’t give a crap

*Warning: explicit language

I don’t get it. I just really, really, really, REALLY don’t get it. I have nothing against those people, who enjoy, but football soccer does absolutely nothing for me and I don’t know why.

Maybe is because my father traumatized me with his constant yelling when I was a kid, maybe is because I met a lot of soccer fans during my life who were total assholes with me and I learned to hate them because of that, or perhaps I’m just a pussy… well, whatever the reason, I just don’t care.

And I know what you’re thinking: If he doesn’t care about it, why is he dedicating an entire post about it? That’s just stupid. And you’re totally free to believe that, even I think that I’m a humorless douchebag sometimes. But my point is: Why this thing is supposed to be important for me; the answer, if you’re not figured out already, is: It doesn’t.

But, if I think about it, the sport itself it’s not the thing that bothers me. Seriously: why am I supposed to hate a bunch of brainless guys chasing a ball with their feet during 90 minutes? The thing that bothers me is this:

I'm pretty sure that this is the image that inspired Pablo Picasso to draw Guernica... I've seen nests of rats more organized than this.

The stupidity of the football players is nothing compared to the average “intelligence” of a football fan, even Jon Snow knows more than those imbeciles. Of course, I’m not talking about ALL the fans, there obvious exceptions. I’m talking about those uneducated, trash-talking, Cro-Magnon shitheads that constantly beat the crap out of each other in order to prove who the superior team/club/country is.

I mean, I get that competition it’s something that belongs to human nature and to be fair, the idea of supporting your team and be with your friends enjoying a sport game it’s a very funny activity. But, come on, could football fans be any more racist/supremacist when it comes to talk about the other teams.

It’s kind of disturbing to me see the people of my country preparing their hate speech against Brazilians, Spanish, Argentineans, or whatever. Part of it is because I hate my own country. I think I live in a land of arrogant fart-smellers and ultra-nationalist twats who think they’re the British’s of America. The British’s of America? Give me a break.

And the worst part is that these people teasing everybody about how good they are. Even people from the same country like me. If I don’t love my country then I’m a horrible person. Well, you know what? Yes I’m a friggin’ monster because I don’t like this stupid country and I don’t give a crap about pretend that I need to feel superior to the other countries. I’m not exactly a huge fan of Adolf Hitler for your information.

Getting back on track, here’s my question: Does win the world cup is going to make any difference about how the rest of the world sees us? Well, my answer is a big, fat, redundant and despicably obvious NO. So stop nagging people about it.

To finish this post I declare myself not a football and proudly scream: Screw you guys, I’m goin’ home.

Class #8: There's a lot of Dog-lovers in this world... thank God I'm not one of them.

Jesus christ, I can't stand them. Dogs are the most annoying species in the animal kingdom, they're gross, annoying and extremely stupid animals. I don't care what people say about them. Either dogs are loyal or friendly or all that overly-sensitive nonsenses that I don't get it and, most important, I don't care.

This is the greatest sign I've ever seen in my life.

The reason of why I'm saying this is because I used to be afraid of dogs. When I was a little kid I was traumatized by one one those when, walking with my parents on the street, a big Douberman come closer to me and barked me. Since that day, I learned to hate them with all my heart and soul.

And the worst part of it, is that my cousins used to have a lot of dogs in their house. All these years I've been forced to live around them, hearing people talking about how cutsy-loyal-friendly dogs are. Give me a break. I just don't understand the appeal. Seriously, how is it possible that people want one one those little monsters lying in their houses?

Although I've overcome my phobia, I still don't want to have them close to me. But, because I'm part of the 1% of the world that despise them, I need to accept it. Good grief.

If you like them, that's fine, more power to you. But I'd rather die in a car accident before donate money to a dog's shelter. Now please, don't overreact and tell me that I'm a heartless bastard because I don't like dogs. I've spent my entire life ttrying to avoiud them and yet they're constantly appearing in every place I go.

Over and out.